For as long as I sing;You do not weep nor listen to the beat of my heart...Just glisten while I weep For sorrow is my soul mate; A mating damp in my loin.

Worries are nothing but the captain of my shipA ship coupled in lust and love,Lust and love?

I am a captain of their enigma Wondering when my urges will differentiate between them.The same urges that left me wet last night,The same love that quenched my ugly urge,

I wonder how many of you Have had their hearts decorated before I had mine decorated before;A red ribbon round the hem,Purple to show my kindness,Pink to let you know I care,Upon all I toasted it with love for you!

But then you shredded my heart into pieces,You pierced it before the sunAnd tattooed it before my adversaries Like a virgin's night out...You broke itI am gone;From your warm bosom built with chisels.

But I wonder who will mend this heart.But as you hear my story, do not cry.Just glisten while I cry!

Onyenezi Chika Victor still lives in Nigeria, writing from the cities of Owerri and Enugu. He is an editor for AuthorMe.com.